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Sep 15
her voice has
a physical presence in the air
like wafts of silk paper
or the flap of (a) butterfly's wings
something delicate and smooth
calm waters
naught a ripple

i am quiet with awe.
O luce di quest' anima, that g6 is such perfection.
Charlie Dog
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Charlie Dog  21/M/U.S.A
(21/M/U.S.A)   
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